Gather round, friends, to hear a very special fireside story.

It takes place during the most magical time of the year,

when much of the earth is covered in a peaceful blanket of soft, fluffy winter snow,

when love is everywhere you look,

and goodwill flows like wine at festive family gatherings,

when the eyes of little children sparkle like stars,

and we find ourselves caressed by the velvet glove of night

as we prepare for a new dawn, a dawn of renewal and rebirth,

and the gift of another year. We are, of course, talking about our favorite holiday, winter solstice.

So, pour yourself a warming glass of mulled wine, wrap up in your cosiest quilt,

and allow us to transport you to a quaint little cabin

on the edge of the dark wood on this the longest night of the year. This is Winter

Solstice with the Three. I'm I'm I'm

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I'm And just a pinch of ginger root and...

Oh, perfect.

Alma, when is our guest arriving?

An hour ago.

Oh, it needs clothes.

Clothes will make it too sharp.

Has anyone seen Obsidian? Obsidian!

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